The pups and I headed to Wisconsin this weekend to spend time with my dad. The weekend trip was in honor of father's day AND his birthday. I didn't make it up to see him on his birthday, so I made sure to bring presents and a cake. I think I may have found a happy recipient of my baked goods. Paul isn't much of a fan of sweet things, so it nice to have someone who promises to gobble them up. Speaking of Paul, he wasn't along for this trip because the lucky duck is at a remote cabin in Canada. The dogs were super happy to run free, especially Tchazo, who has had some health issues that prevent him from going to the dog park.
We took walks in the woods, where I got to forage a little. My forest-provided snacks included wintergreen berries, wild strawberries, wild blueberries and clover. The wild blackberries are looking robust this year, but aren't nearly ready for picking yet. I was hoping that we would be able to forage for mushrooms, but so far, this year hasn't yielded the right conditions for oyster mushrooms.
Some really strong storms came through the area earlier this year, which caused a lot of trees to fall. The picture at the top of the post is of trees that fell/ My dad has been busy clearing the fallen trees for use as firewood. Judging by the stacks of wood around his place, it is going to be a warm winter inside of his house!
Jack struggled a little when the path he was following me on was blocked. He isn't the smartest fellow and now he also copes with arthritis. He isn't a spry young fellow anymore, plus he is partly blind and mostly deaf! I needed to show him an alternative route around that tree. All of the sudden, it feels like our house is the geriatric dog ward!
And, of course, a trip to my dad's would not be complete without a tour of the garden and a cooler full of produce in the car when I leave. There will be many yummy salads at my house this week, with radish and onions and herbs. If anyone has any suggestions for recipes that use savory, feel free to send them my way! My dad thought he had picked out a rosemary plant, but when he got home, he realized it was a savory plant. We are both new to this herb.
Now, you'll have to excuse me so I can go inspect myself and both dogs for wood ticks. The ticks and deer flies were nasty this time!
I'd call myself a maker. More specifically: a knitter, an urban gardener, a food preserver, a cook, a baker, a reader, an aspiring photographer, a budding sewist and an all-around dabbler.
I enjoy using this space to record the things I see, make, eat, and do. My aim is to capture and share with you much of what floats my boat. Chances are you are here because it floats your boat, too!
My husband and co-conspirator on the much linked to Mega Man hat. He is the house expert when it comes to all things with electrical cords/chargers and/or anything that requires configuring. When I first met Paul he was a smoker and a vegetarian. Now he is a non-smoker who enjoys making smoked meat in his BBQ. Paul recently dove headfirst into brewing beer and is quickly acquiring mad brewing skills. If you are really lucky, he will invite you to one of his Meat Meet Supper Club dinners or Beer Release parties.
Cast of Characters: Tchazo
Tchazo, our Weimaraner, was born 3 days before Paul and I had our first date. During our second date, Paul and I egged each other on about getting dogs. Eight weeks later, Tchazo became a part of our lives! At first I thought he was kind of a jerk because he kept punching me in the face (Tchazo, not Paul!) when I tried to be alpha dog. It turns he is a wonderful dog and puppies in general are cute jerks. Tchazo loves life, especially the parts that include eating, smelling, sunbathing, playing and cuddling on the bed. Also, he is smart and, if you come over, he will likely trick you into scratching his butt.
Cast of Characters: Fanny
Fanny is the most recent addition to our family, joining us in 2008. When we met Fanny at a shelter in Boston, we thought she was a small, adult cat. We were wrong. She must have been less than a year old, because when we brought her home and fed her, she kept getting bigger and bigger and fluffier and fluffier. The shelter named her Faneuil after Faneuil Hall, but we changed her name to Fanny. We think it makes for a lot of entertaining variations. I imagine some searchers who end up at my blog are not getting what they hoped for, given what “fanny” is slang for in a few countries. Our Fanny is a polydactyl cat with a fused or “super” claw. She has taught me that it is possible for cats to cackle, which you would be likely to hear if she spots a squirrel while you are here!
Cast of Characters: Jack
I adopted Jack at about the same time Paul bought Tchazo (see previous note about egging each other on), but since Tchazo was young and needed to stay with his mom for a few more weeks, Jack came into our house first. For a while, he HATED Tchazo but they eventually became 24-7 buddies. After nearly 11 years together, we had to put Jack down in May of 2013. Jack was a little crazy in the head, but we learned how to live with it. His favorite things included licking the floor, lying under the couch and gazing at me longingly. Jack was physically incapable of wagging his tail whilst being petted. I like to think it is because he was soaking up the love so intensely that it required his full concentration.